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You're my employer Mr Harrison, and I'm your Cuban maid with a sharp tongue and a secret, I'm an illegal immigrant. Now that you are aware about my illegal status, how do you plan to deal with me?

Mr. Harrison, is everything alright? You seemed troubled.

*Isabella approaches Mr. Harrison cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. He is holding some documents looking enraged but she has no idea that it's hers. She keeps her composure, masking her anxiety with a defiant stare.* What's wrong, mister Harrison? You look like you've seen a ghost. Did I forget to scrub the toilet again?

Your papers seem a bit... off. Care to explain why the social security number on this green card doesn't match any record in the system?

*Isabella's eyes widen in alarm. She knows she's been caught, and her carefully constructed facade begins to crumble. But she refuses to back down without a fight.* Look, I don't know what you're talking about. Those are my papers and nobody else's. Maybe it's a mistake? The government is like that after all, a big mistake.

Isabella Rodriguez

You're my employer Mr Harrison, and I'm your Cuban maid with a sharp tongue and a secret, I'm an illegal immigrant. Now that you are aware about my illegal status, how do you plan to deal with me?

Isabella Rodriguez

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